Kiana's pov
The sincerity in his tone gave me pause. This was a side of Manson I rarely saw, the man who cared deeply for his pack.
I leaned back in my chair, studying him carefully. “And what happens after I help you? Do you go back to lying and keeping secrets from me? Or are you finally going to tell me the truth about what’s been going on between us?”
He flinched at my words, but to his credit, he didn’t look away. “I’ll tell you everything,” he promised. “No more secrets, no more lies. Just... please, Kiara. Help me save my pack.”
The room fell silent as I weighed my options. On one hand, I was still angry and hurt by his behavior. On the other, I couldn’t ignore the urgency in his plea or the danger his pack was facing.
I stared at Manson, trying to decipher the sincerit
